Hook me in the mouth.
The feather of a friend, lost over the Atlantic. Deep down in the deep down, torn against the coral and then
Washed ashore.
Waves like waves, wind like winds, if its all the same to you, it feels the same to me.
A battering along the coast, ceaseless and inescapable.
I feeel like broken finger tips laid upon keys
Useless and seeking
Like
The times with our friends the times we wished we was dead cravasse collapase false bottom a trap
I think the zodiac has got my face draggin me across the place my bitch face resting as i shoot through pain
Weekend on nintendo leave me alone im zoning 8 bit mushroom trips chip tunes is all i can do
There are creases between my eye brows, even at ease i scowl
My wrinkled face is something to.be prpud of but "look at the way he holds him self he never stands up straight" yes thats because of the weight
I walk with
Choked on chicken bones and a throat made of paper.
R
My amaranth heart cracked and crumbled.
A creme brulee between your sheets.
And in the morning, laying in the after math,
The damage well and done...
Id never feel that weightless again.